Getting over it

Seems like there is a lot of "just get over it" going on around here lately. Here is Boogie's ouch from some time ago--he is getting over it. I did a fairly bad job of handling this one, by being lazy and leaving the wrap on longer than it should have been so that the pressure was not as tense as it should have been. I do not take shortcuts by using caustics on lower leg wounds, so pressure is the first line of defense for me--I should have done better. All the same, it looks pretty dang good considering that just several weeks ago, the open area was the size of the palm of my hand.


Here is miss Gizmo. Just before we went on vacation, she ripped open a part of her face. On what I have no idea. I could hardly wrap her face shut, and since it was such a big gash with missing pieces of face, she could not be stapled shut like normally I would have done. She got a little hit and miss doctoring, and a good probing to make sure there was nothing in there, and the vet's confirmation of how to treat--and she was turned out. There is some thickness there, and you can see a little bit of it in the middle of her face, but not much. She is even further along in the getting over it stage than Boogie is. I hope it does not detract too much from how pretty she is.
Finally, a pic of new kitty number three. She too is just getting over it--the eye goobers that is. It is clearing up in all of them.
This is Reno, he of the teeny tiny since removed nuts. The only thing he needs to get over is his teeny-tininess. He is a little bitty sumpin. Good thing Snap's babies are such puppies--he will make a great kid's horse. I am sure he will get to normal size eventually, but it is going to take a while. He is actually a little fat...I so have to put a stick to him to see how short he really is.

As far as me getting over it, I am a bit of a disaster this week. I have had bad headaches--blinding make your eyes water headaches since Sunday nite. Yesterday, I had a nice case of the cramps to go with it and today, my neck and back aches. I am an all around bundle of joy. There are things irritating me--like how much crap is in the truck--but I cannot seem to do anything about it. Also, there is entirely too much crap in my kitchen--stuff piled on the island, like four kinds of good smelling lotion, and the last of a case of beer, and a huge box of dog bones, and a bag of dog food, and a cowboy hat, and some squeezy cheese, and some books, and mustard and a box of checks, etc. Why so much crap? It drives me nuts, but do you see me getting off my fat ass and doing anything about it? Not so much. I cannot even blame Barry for it, and that makes me crazy too.

I make all these lists in my head, and goals of the day--but it seems that is as far as I get. I do not get anything done. The only thing I really accomplished today was meeting with the handyman to see if my roof is jacked up or what is going on--and thank you sweet baby Jesus, my roof is fine. That is good news. I also fretted about what to pay next with the left over money at the end of the month, which is very soon. That is not an accomplishment though as it is an ongoing plot for me. I did put in some laundry, but I quite likely will not put it in the dryer. I moved some hay after work and dinner, but it got too dark to get much done, and I learned I am not very good at that. I probably have 60-70 more round bales to move, but it is supposed to start raining any minute so it won't be done any time soon. And on top of that, it is such a big project that it will take several attempts to get it all done. I did mow the yard here at the house last nite, that is pretty good. I am not half bad at the beginning of the week, but I peter out.

Is there a group for that? So I can get over it? or is it just one more thing I won't get done?